More Than Toast

Is it efficient, or does it kill
With the skill of a cluster bomb?
It'll take time, but you know it will
If I happen to live that long

If you would listen to me
Things wouldn't seem so gloomy

Now you keep jamming up the gears
And I can't see through the smears
And everything's exactly as it appears

More, I love you more
I love you more than I did before
But now it's either or
Or neither nor
And when I think about you
I start turning green
And it shakes me up inside
'Cause it used to be the color of your eyes

Everywhere I go, I see your ghost
The spirit of '91
You said you loved me more than toast
But less than a staple gun

Is this the wrong direction?
That's such a stupid question

Yeah, when you make a sacrifice
You're supposed to get a wish
Why does this only work in theory, not practice?

More, I love you more
I love you more than I did before
But now it's not allowed
You're not around
I know you're going out
And everything goes black
And I start to fall apart
It reminds me of the color of your heart

Miss you more than mud
Lost you more than blood
Knead you more than dough
I love you more than toast

More, I love you more
I love you more than I did before
But now we're in a war
And what's it for?
I read your horoscope
And everything is clear
And it feels a little weird
'Cause it used to be the color of your tears